Kaya’s POV.

OH MY GOSH, THERE WERE HICKIES ON MY NECK!

I couldn’t believe the dark streaks of bruises that lined my neck, blemishing it a dark hue.

I stepped closer to the mirror examining them my face reddening. But this could only mean-- Nah--I shook my head, that couldn't be—

But yes-- there was no way I could have given them to myself! That was impossible!

This could only mean...my mind flashed back to the two empty glasses on the counter, the sight of my frizzy hair, and finally the Hickies that adorned my neck and shoulder. I wanted to doubt it, I really wanted to but I couldn’t....